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The Counselor
Synopsis: A lawyer finds himself in over his head when he gets involved in drug trafficking.
Director: Ridley Scott
Writer: Cormac McCarthy

• Michael Fassbender as Counselor
• Penélope Cruz as Laura
• Cameron Diaz as Malkina
• Javier Bardem as Reiner
• Brad Pitt as Westray
• Rosie Perez as Ruth

Rotten Tomatoes Score: 33%
Metacritic Score: 49
IMDB Score: 6.2
If there was a remake; what would you suggest to change the plot and other parts of the movie?

The Counselor
Synopsis: A lawyer finds himself in over his head when he gets involved in drug trafficking.
Director: Ridley Scott
Writer: Cormac McCarthy

• Michael Fassbender as Counselor
• Penélope Cruz as Laura
• Cameron Diaz as Malkina
• Javier Bardem as Reiner
• Brad Pitt as Westray
• Rosie Perez as Ruth

Rotten Tomatoes Score: 33%
Metacritic Score: 49
IMDB Score: 6.2
If there was a remake; what would you suggest to change the plot and other parts of the movie?

Distributed by Touchstone Television, ABC, and Marvel.
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WandaVision (2001; Miniseries):
Winona Ryder as Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch
-Doug Jones as White Vision
Alan Rickman as the voice of White Vision
Debbie Reynolds as Sharon Davis
George Carlin as Todd Davis
Mary Steenburgen as Agatha Harkness
Erika Alexander as Monica Rambeau
John Lone as Jimmy Woo
Jennifer Jason Leigh as Darcy Lewis
Donnie Wahlberg as Ralph Bohner
Dylan and Cole Sprouse as Billy and Tommy Maximoff
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The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (2001; Miniseries):
Wesley Snipes as Sam Wilson/Falcon/Captain America
Johnny Depp as James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes/Winter SoldieWhite Wolff
Luke Perry as John WalkeCaptain America /U.S. Agent
Zoe Saldaña as Karli Morgenthau
Mario Lopez as Joaquin Torres
Jean-Claude Van Damme as Georges Batroc
Kim Wayans as Sarah Wilson
Danny Glover as James "Rhodey" Rhodes
Rupert Everett as Helmut Zemo
Robin Wright as Sharon CartePower Broker
Iman as Ayo
Bette Midler as Valentina Allegra de Fontaine
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Loki (2001; Season 1):
Gary Oldman as Loki
Jaye Griffiths as Ravonna Renslayer
Sharon Duncan-Brewster as Hunter B-15
Russell Wong as Casey
Nancy Cartwright as the voice of Miss Minutes
Albert Brooks as Mobius M. Mobius
Natasha Richardson as Sylvie
Rashida Jones as Hunter C-20
Tom Felton as Kid Loki
Ken Foree as Boastful Loki
Steven Berkoff as Classic Loki
Will Smith as He Who Remains
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Hawkeye (2001; Miniseries):
Michael Biehn as Clint Barton/Hawkeye
Piper Perabo as Kate Bishop
Branscombe Richmond as Jack Duquesne
Gerard Butler as Kazimierz "Kazi" Kazimierczak
Don Johnson as Derek Bishop
David Hasselhoff as Ivan Banionis
Jonathan Frakes as Tomas Delgado
Mimi Rogers as Laura Barton
Max von Sydow as Armand Duquesne III
Lynda Carter as Eleanor Bishop
Michelle Rodriguez as Maya Lopez
Wes Studi as William Lopez
Kate Winslet as Yelena Belova/Black Widow
Brian Dennehy as Wilson Fisk/Kingpin
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What If...? (2001; Season 1):
James Avery as the voice of The Watcher
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Moon Knight (2002; Miniseries):
Lorenzo Lamas as Marc SpectoMoon Knight, Steven Grant/Mr. Knight, and Jake Lockley
Daphne Zuniga as Layla El-Faouly/Scarlet Scarab
Tom Woodruff Jr. as Khonshu
-Ricardo Montalban as the voice of as Khonshu
Armand Assante as Arthur Harrow
Grace Jones as Bobbi Kennedy
Robbie Coltrane as Billy Fitzgerald
Arnold Vosloo as Selim
Tim Roth as Anton Mogart
Patricia Velásquez as Taweret
Maria Canals-Barrera as Wendy Spector
Esai Morales as Elias Spector
Musetta Vander as Ammit
-Talisa Soto as the voice of Ammit
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Ms. Marvel (2002; Miniseries):
Priyanka Chopra Jonas as Kamala Khan/Ms. Marvel
Chris Evans as Bruno Carrelli
Nazneen Contractor as Nakia Bahadir
Sharmila Tagore as Muneeba Khan
Ajay Mehta as Yusuf Khan
Irrfan Khan as Aamir Khan
Kristen Dunst as Zoe Zimmer
Javed Sheikh as Najaf
Hrithik Roshan as Kamran
Jackie Shroff as P. Cleary
Diane Venora as Sadie Deever
Hema Malini as Sheikh Abdullah
Kiran Bhargava as Najma
Regina Hall as Tyesha Hillman
Dawnn Lewis as Fariha
Achala Sachdev as Sana
-Archie Panjabi as Young Sana
Sunil Shetty as Hasan
Dolly Minhas as Aisha
Art Malik as Waleed
Kal Penn as Kareem/Red Dagger
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She-Hulk: Attorney at Law (2002; Miniseries):
Gina Gershon as Jennifer Walters
-Joanie "Chyna" Laurer as She-Hulk (and Gina Gershon as the voice of She-Hulk)
Shaheen Khan as Mary MacPherran/Titania
Rosie Perez as Nikki Ramos
Mark Harmon as Dr. Bruce Banner
-Lou Ferrigno Sr. as Smart Hulk (and Sylvester Stallone as the voice of Smart Hulk)
Jesse Borrego as Augustus "Pug" Pugliese
George Segal as Morris Walters
Lee Meriwether as Elaine Walters
Martin Sheen as Emil Blonsky
-Ralf Moeller as Abomination (and Martin Sheen as the voice of Abomination)
Lil' Kim as Herself
Chow Yun-fat as Wong
Alfre Woodard as Mallory Book
Paul Rudd as Todd Phelps/HulkKing
Mark Ruffalo as Donny Blaze
Eriq La Salle as Luke Jacobson
Tina Fey as Lulu
Lance Henriksen as Holden Holliway
George Clooney as Matt Murdock/Daredevil
Jeremy Renner as Eugene Patilio/Leap-Frog
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Werewolf by Night (2002; TV Special):
John Leguizamo as Jack Russell/Werewolf by Night
Janet McTeer as Elsa Bloodstone
Shirley MacLaine as Verussa Bloodstone
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The Guardians of the Galaxy Holiday Special (2002; TV Special):
Matthew Broderick as Peter Quill/Star-Lord
Terry "Hulk" Hogan as Drax the Destroyer
Frank Oz as Groot
Tony Cox as Rocket Racoon
-Ray Liotta as the voice of Rocket Racoon
Uma Thurman as Nebula
Kelly Hu as Mantis
Dennis Quaid as Kraglin Obfonteri
Rae Dawn Chong as Gamora
Bruce Dern as Yondu Udonta
Robert Redford as Himself
Milla Jovovich as Cosmo the Spacedog

This movie just hit MAX and popped up on my suggested feed. I was amazed - Adam Driver and Bill Murray in a buddy cop Zombie movie, and I've never even heard of it?? I started watching and was blown away by the cast: Tilda Swinton, Steve Buscemi, Selena Gomez, Austin Butler, Danny Glover, Tom Waits, Iggy Pop, Rosie Perez... it just went on and on. I don't think I've ever seen such a stacked cast in a horror comedy before.
Unfortunately, both horror and comedy are not to be found in this movie. It's painfully slow and the humor is drier than the dust that poofs out of the zombies when they are struck (in a terrible tacked-on CGI effect). I'm a guy who enjoys dry, dark humor usually, but I defy you to chuckle once - okay maybe at the sight gag of Adam Driver in a Smart car, but that's it.
The acting and dialogue is like a Wes Anderson movie if it were written by poorly trained AI. Everything is stilted and awkward, but not in a clever or fun way. The violence takes about an hour to get started, and even then it's so lazily done. No fun kills, no tension, no interesting practical effects.
Other than just warning you all about this waste-of-talent-and-time film, I'm posting because I feel like I'm missing something critical about the script. Nothing really pays off or makes any sense together, at least that I can tell. There's the general ecological message about fracking causing the end of the world, got it. There's the tried and true "consumers are just mindless zombies" trope where the undead all say things like "coffffeeeee", "chardonnaaaay", and look at cell phones. But what's with the meta part where Driver and Murray discuss the theme song and the script? What's the point of Tilda Swinton being an alien? Why did the "hipster city folk" have a whole set up and character development and then die quietly off screen?
Would love to hear a different perspective on these things that might make me view the movie in a different light. Jim Jarmusch is a talented director and he obviously got buy-in from some brilliant actors. So what happened, or, what am I missing?

I am watching episode five of the second season and Megan is chasing her lockbox, and she's been all over the world during the last year, evading authorities.
They literally dress Rosie Perez up as Carmen Sandiego. It is so cute. And so completely silly. I love it.

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Feeling a little bored...so...(Only #3 is mine).

1. Karli = Meghan Markle
2. Farmer Joe = young Hugh Jackman
3. Izzy = bit of Sam Armytage
4. Calya = young Rosie Perez
5. Susie = bit of Margot Robbie

Sarah C reminds me of someone but I can't put my finger on it 🤔
What do you think? Any to add?

''Welcome, my guest, to the palace of Jericho!''
The prince said, waving his hands around, as we made it past the massive doors. Inside, a view very few peasants ever saw in their lives. Of absurdly tall ceilings, of intricate pillars, of statues commemorating past monarchs and high-standing officials. I Dieudonné couldn't believe my eyes, and followed the prince, savoring every sight and every second.
''Tell me, where would you like to have tea? We can go to the royal terrace, the balcony, the inner gardens...'' The prince asked me, as we made our way up the stairs of the atrium. I scratched my head and wondered, what would be the smartest answer?
''Well you see, I've always wanted to see what a prince's chamber would look like... If that's not asking too much of you, my liege.''
The prince turned around, with an annoying look on his face. ''Listen, you don't have to be so formal. Let's just be friends and enjoy ourselves.''
I jumped on the opportunity and raced to him, slapping him on his back, telling him how glad I was. ''But I don't want to be your friend just because you're the prince, don't get me wrong. I just like clever people is all'' I told him, and I saw him smile, through his nose and eyebrow gold chain, scintillating in the light of the hundreds of candles and torches around us.
Alone in the private chamber of the prince, I sat on the pillow on the ground, next to a low wooden table. My new friend the prince poured water in a kettle and put it over the fire. I wondered, why in the world would he make his own tea?
''Tell me, why not ask a servant?'' I finally asked him.
''Well I wouldn't really be treating you for tea, then, would I?'' He replied, walking toward me with a wooden box.
I made sure not to show any greed on my face, yet I couldn't stop wondering if that box was a present for me, considering the sheer luck I had of meeting the prince by chance, and becoming his friend as well. The prince put the box down in front of me, and opened it, revealing dozens of compartments, each holding fine quality ingredients, such as colorful powders, seeds like anis and cardamom, cinnamon bark and so many others I had never seen before.
''Tell me, what's your favourite tea? Do you like sweet, or bitter, hot or cold? Spiced or not?''
I Dieudonné was outmatched for once. I admitted I had no knowledge in tea whatsoever. ''I only know the dry, black one, that you break appart..''
The prince had a surprised look on his face; ''You mean tea bricks? I didn't think you'd be one of those types...''
I asked him what he meant by that, and he explained that people's taste in tea reveals a lot about themselves, who they are truly. I thought it incredibly funny how he needed tea preferences to tell the nature of people, when all I needed was to look at their face. But I rather enjoyed his little trick, this prince wasn't as stupid as people are usually...
''If I could have any tea, I'd have orange tea. I just don't think it's appropriate to ask for that, since you've already been so generous to me.''
For once I was being honest with him. I wouldn't dream of telling him the whole story about my father and the orange, the incense, but it felt good for once to tell the truth. The prince smiled and closed the wooden box, its overwhelming aroma taken away. He rushed out and left me all alone, in his room. For once in my life, I heard it. Complete silence. If not for the occasional crackling of the fire.
I Dieudonné closed my eyes and relaxed. I couldn't wait to sip on orange tea! Insidiously Greed got a hold on me once more, and I got up on my feet, remembering my plan, my princely plan...
I stepped around the room, looking at everything. The comically large bed, the white silken bedsheets, the pillows filled with feathers. The bookshelves full of not only books and scrolls but also of trinkets like a globe of the earth, a telescope and most intriguing of all a tiny chest, half-opened. I could see, if I got close enough, coins perhaps?
I kept listening to any coming footsteps, so as not to be caught in the act, but the kettle started boiling and whistling. I had to get back to my seat but my body was moving on its own! Only one of these gold coins would give me the life of a prince, if only for a single day... And the door opened. I shifted my gaze to the telescope, pretending not to hear the prince coming in, to be fascinated by the instrument.
''Tell me, do you look at the stars sometimes?'' The prince asked me, in his hands, a bowl, filled with orange powder.
''I don't think I've spent a single night not looking at the stars'' I lied, looking at him smiling.
He placed the bowl on the table, brought over the kettle, as I took my seat once more, just before stealing a last look at the tiny chest in the bookshelf. From under the table he took out a tea making kit, with a few cups, a tray and two peculiar statuettes, representing a dragon and a sheep.
I sat there and looked at my new friend, the prince of Jericho, brew orange tea. He gave me a tiny hourglass, instructing me to flip it over once he pours the boiling water on the tea. Instantly the aroma filled the chamber, and I noticed we both started smiling. I brought my cup closer yet to my surprise he poured the tea over the statuettes, wasting the tea.
''Why waste it?'' I couldn't help asking. He laughed and explained how the first steep is merely to wash the tea, and is offered to the tea pets. I sat there, nodding, arms crossed. Ah yes. It seems the prince is a tea connoisseur! I couldn't help but think he just wanted to show off to me, his new friend.
The prince poured the water once more, I flipped the hourglass once more, and he offered me the first cup. I brought it to my nose and Heavens did it smell good. I dipped my lips into it but at that instant I thought about Daysha, how happy she would've been to be here right now, and what she was doing instead, for my sake..
The tea was surprisingly bitter, yet so aromatic! The prince laughed and laughed, and poured himself a cup. His laugh was surprisingly familiar, much akin to the ones of my neighboors back in my hometown. He gulped down his tea and got up, clapping his hands. I did the same and saw him run to the telescope. He brought it over to the window, and gestured me to come over. Stargazing now, are we?
He took a few minutes to set everything up, while I waited outside on the balcony. The view was already incredible, overlooking the inner palace and most of Jericho as well. From here I could see the plaza, but not beyond the tall walls. The prince finally said it's ready, and I got closer, curious as to what that tool could show me that I couldn't see with my eyes. Stars are stars after all.
But what I saw, in that strange little tube was not a star but an orange, stripy ball, with some bright dots around it... What in the world?
''That, my friend, is Al-Mushtari, as the arabs call it. We call it Jupiter, the greatest god of them all!''
To gaze at gods themselves! I fell on my butt, suddenly dizzy. The prince laughed and looked through the telescope as well, smiling ever more. At that moment I really wanted to leave, but also to make sure I'd see the prince again, for my plan hinged on that.
''My prince I must thank you for your hospitality. What pleasure to share tea and spy on the gods with his majesty-'' I started, but he turned toward me with a puzzled look on his face.
''Don't tell me, you're off already?''
I explained to him how I just got to Jericho today, and that I had to get back to my sister and uncle, and he stopped me once more;
''Well remember, then. I'll meet you tomorrow morning at the plaza. I truly wish to meet this family of yours, and offer my blessings. Take care now, my friend.''
And for the first time in my life, the man I was talking to had the face of a friend, and I didn't know what to think for a while. He walked me out in silence, and shook my hand, leaving in it a tiny bag. I smiled and walked out, escorted by the palace guards, inspecting in my hand yet another present from the prince; more of that orange tea powder.
Standing there in front of the metal gate of the palace, that closed behind me, I felt somewhat alone, if only for an instant. I am, after all, Dieudonné, a man that is truly free. Yet I couldn't help but look forward to meeting my new friend again, the prince. And gifting the orange tea to my foolish sister, as an apology. Yet beyond that, the dark clouds that were my princely plans loomed over all.
Making my way back to the fruit shop, I couldn't help but think back on Daysha and that tall man Lemarcus. As much of a fool as she is, my sister truly saved me there, and made it possible to meet the prince as well. This present may not be much, but I hope it'll show her how grateful I am of her help. Though she did owe me one...
The streets of Jericho were unusually quiet and empty. Some loners were here and there, smoking and drinking. Others were hurrying their steps, as if late to some important meeting. How miserable. At that moment I Dieudonné realized I was one of them! One more of these rats, scurrying about in the dead of night, hurrying toward the void that is their lives!
No matter what face I have truly, that of a prince or of a peasant, what matters are my actions. No more of this! I know what to do, to become prince at last, and fate itself landed me a hand! Yes, I will go forth with my plan, no matter what. For the life of a prince is the only life worthy for me.
I passed under a low banner and in this dark alleyway I thought back on Daquan, that guard I had poisonned so cleverly. I couldn't help smiling, and I didn't really like what that meant about me. Is killing a man that simple? Behind me, a fool, coughing and stumbling, his breathing raspy and annoying. I hurried my steps, as I was close to the fruit shop, but it seemed like the sick fool behind me hurried as well. I turned around briefly, and in the feeble moonlight I saw his bearded, scarred face, no longer that of a gambler, but that of a vengeful killer. We crossed eyes and he yelled ''Dieudonné you peasant!''
I didn't like that. I faced him, separated by a few dozen meters, surrounded by boxes and garbage bins and low hanging banners. We were completely alone here in the alleyway, and the only thing I could hear was his struggling breathing, and his coughing, as he was hurrying toward me, holding something in his hand, what, a knife?
I Dieudonné had enough of that man. No matter how grateful I was of the hand of fate, bringing me closer to my goal using that despicable man, I decided to finish what I had started.
''What, you want to kill me, good guard?'' I taunted him, looking at his curved dagger in his shaky hand. Daquan coughed once more and leaped toward me, screaming, murder in his eyes, but he was so slow from the rat poison. I punched his arm and his dagger fell on the ground loudly. ''What did you do to me?'' he shouted, his face so close to me I could smell his incoming death. I remember just how ugly and pityful he seemed to me. He had the face of an angry child, throwing a tantrum for having his favourite toy taken away.
''You deserve this, you failure of a man..'' I whispered, as I grabbed him by the neck. His bloodshot eyes then filled with fear, with dread, and at that moment I let go of him, frightened. What was I trying to do?
But Daquan reached for his dagger once more and I remembered my vow. To do whatever it takes. ''I can't die, for I become prince tomorrow.'' And so I kicked his face and his belly, I turned him on his back and pummeled his face, his gambler face, and ignored whatever he was trying to say to me, until his weak arms couldn't stay up anymore.
I didn't notice rain had started, and I got up from down there, my fists bloodied in red, my head aching. I looked down at the dagger and laughed, what a ridiculous tool. I pushed Daquan to the side of the alley, under a few boxes and a fallen banner, and I spat on him, as he extended his hand to me, begging for help. ''Die as the rat you are..''
I ran away from there, back to the fruit shop. I didn't know if I wanted to laugh at the top of my lungs or collapse and cry. All I wanted was to be alone. I made it to a crossway, and looking around I- well I was lost. Where the hell am I? What am I doing here?
Tall dark buildings. Banners whirling in the wind, wires flailing about, crows cawing, flying around high above me, under the feeble rain. I looked to one side, and the other, I couldn't tell the difference! Where is Daysha, where is the black lake, and my hometown? Why am I here, in this hellish city, alone, my hands stained with murder?
I noticed I was shaking, and couldn't breathe properly, and my mind was spiraling, how dizzy I felt. I sat down, there in a dark corner of an alley, and I placed boxes over me, and covered my feet with a fallen banner, and tried to sleep, just to escape. I tried to sleep just to see if all that really happened. I tried to sleep and realized once more, I was nothing different from Daquan! Here I was, same as him, except I'm to keep living in this shithole of a life I have been so proud of living.
I, Dieudonné, thought of suicide for the first time that night.
The crows woke me up once more, not their cawing but their beaks! I jumped awake and chased the black birds away. Did they think I had died? As if I would die such a meaningless death... My head was aching all the more, and I got up, trying to piece out where I was exactly. I was just a few buildings away from the flower shop actually. All around me, the bustling life of Jericho had started anew, in the early hours of the morning. The sun had just started to rise, and a soft breeze washed away my worries, if only for an instant.
I Dieudonné entered the fruit shop, nonchalantly, my hands in my pocket, for they were still bruised. But no one was there. I was expecting Daysha, ready to jump in my arms, and the tall Lemarcus to be standing in his doorframe in the back, reeking of tobacco. Only the parrot greeted me, with his usual ''Thief, thief, thief I say!''
But I had had enough of that, and as I made my way to the back of the shop I shooed the bird with my hands. Upon seeing my bloodied, bruised knuckles the parrot flew away screeching ''Murderer! Thief! Murderer!'' and I froze. Did I really kill that man? And not by poison, with my own two hands? I walked in the bathroom there, and I noticed a big tall mirror. I made sure not to see my reflection. I jumped in the shower and washed away the dreadful night, to be ready for the dreadful day I become prince at last.
All ready I walked to Lemarcus's door, and knocked quietly. ''Daysha?''
I heard some rustlings, a few steps, and my sister whispered as well from beyond the closed door. ''Go away Dieudonné. I don't want to see you ever again. What a brother you are.''
Her words hit me like a brick. I kneeled down and slid under the door the little bag of orange tea, the prince had given me. ''All I want to say is, I'm sorry.'' I told her. And I meant it.
I heard her pick it up, and scuffle back to the bed. I heard Lemarcus's voice, and Daysha's voice, such loving words, and I was taken aback. I thought she would hate him!
I stole some lotion in the bathroom for my knuckles, thank you Lemarcus. I made haste for the plaza, for the prince himself was waiting for me. On the way there, I could hear faint music, festivities, growing louder and louder. I hurried my steps, much like a child would do, and low and behold a full on festival was taking place, with dozens of musicians playing drums, flutes, lutes and others singing. Dragons and sheeps were dancing to the music, their big colorful bodies going up and down, moved by the many feets beneath them. Kids were running around, petals were falling from Jericho's sky and a new, bold banner was erected, its calligraphy impeccable : Tea Festival.
And there, standing alone at the entrance of the plaza, the prince. Approaching him I noticed his smile, and how relaxed he looked. I took the time to really look at him, at the gold chains on his face, at his crown, at his clothes so elegant. On his face I saw the face of a happy man, and I didn't like that.
He saw me at last and ran toward me, smiling, his eyes full of life. I noticed around him, the people, recognizing their prince, and smiling, and bowing, and I could see how respected he was. I thought, back then, about just how badly I needed that, just how badly I needed everyone to look up to me, to worship me. My vow strenghtened once more, and hugging my new friend smiling I could only think of murder, of deceit.
We entered the fruit shop, and it was still empty, the closed door of Lemarcus in the back there made me wonder if they were still in or out. No matter. All I needed was a few minutes. ''I'd like to treat you to tea, as well, as we wait for my family.'' I told the prince, and he sat down. How glad I was of the parrot not being there, that irritating creature. To my surprise the prince said ''I always wanted to taste that tea brick of yours!'' and I couldn't help laughing.
The kettle whistling, just like it did the day before at the palace, I poured into it the harsh bits of black tea. A far cry from the expensive ingredients of the prince. I told him to bring over a few blackberries, how nicely would they go with our black tea. In the meantime I poured myself a cup, and quickly threw in the rest of the rat poison I had bought the day before in the kettle. I exhaled and closed my eyes for a second. The prince came back and pretended to throw a berry in my mouth, laughing. And he did, a perfect throw! How oblivious can the prince be?
''So, my prince, what are you planning to do today?'' I asked him, pouring down his death sentence in his tiny cup.
The bitter, almost poor aroma of the leaves surrounded us, and as he lifted his cup he told me how he didn't have much planned today, and that they could perhaps spend time at the tea festival. I looked deeply in his eyes, waiting for him to drink his tea at last.
Right then the backdoor opened, and tobacco filled the air, to my annoyance. The prince put down his cup and got up, bowing to the tall man and the curly woman looking at us. Right there I cursed the heavens, and slammed my cup on the table.
''My sister Daysha, uncle Lemarcus, please meet my new friend, the prince of Jericho!'' I proclaimed, a bit too loudly.
I remember the look on lemarcus's face, his squinty eyes, pinning me down, I could tell he didn't like me. Once again Daysha proved to be a useful fool and grabbed his arm, dragging him toward us.
The prince sat back down, and offered them to share tea with us. I got up and took the kettle, saying how I'll just make a new batch, but the prince insisted. ''As you told me yesterday, why waste it?''
Of course I wanted the prince to drink it and die, so that I could take his place. And I didn't mind if that man lemarcus dies, for I despised him. But I didn't want Daysha my sister to die such a meaningless death!
''Very well, but Daysha, you won't like it. Why don't you bring us some refreshments instead?'' I proposed, trying to get her to look me in the eyes, and notice what was going on. But the fool was clutching at lemarcus's arm, smiling, and told me she'll just add my present to the tea, that she took out.
The orange tea I gifted her! And so the prince took it upon himself to pour two more cups to Daysha and Lemarcus. She added the bright orange powder to her cup, and also to everyone's cups, smiling.
Daysha asked a few questions to the prince, as they ate berries, holding their lethal cups, warming their hands. I Dieudonné sat there, and debated if I should just flip the table and maybe punch lemarcus, as a pretext to stop everyone from drinking the tea. After all, I'd get another chance sooner or later.
I looked down at my cup, and catched a glimpse of my reflection, amidst the scintillating of the orange powder, much akin to the prince's golden chains on his face, and at once the fountain of greed within me sprang anew. Damn it all!
She's a fool, he's a lustful man, and he's the prince I'm meant to be!
''Now, let's drink to our new friendship!''
And I burned my throat, gulping down the tea, not even tasting it. I slammed the cup on the table, and to my horror, to my bliss, they all did the same.
With how much rat poison I had put in the tea, the effects would start rather soon. My sister, with rosy cheeks, asked me ''Dieudonné, you told us your friend is the prince, yes, but you never told us his name?''
And at that I couldn't hold my laughters, it was too much for me.
''Yes, you never did ask for my name, even after you told me you didn't care about me being prince...''
We all grew silent. The prince added, smiling, ''Tell me, are we really friends?''
This is when they started dying.
Coughing, and retching, and all that. I dragged Daysha and Lemarcus to their room, making my best impression of someone worried for his friends, for his sister. She held my arm, and in her eyes, the same fear in saw in Daquan the day before. She whispered, in my ear, how she wanted to give me a present, as thanks for bringing her with me here to Jericho. She placed in my hand, orange incense. We both got teary eyes. I told her, once again, for the last time, ''I'm sorry.''
I closed the backdoor. Alone once again with the prince, I towered over him. He was asking for a glass of water, and to go fetch a guard, to bring him back to the palace.
I lied to him once again ''Now, my friend. I have an antidote, but first you have to tell me everything I need to know about you, about the prince of Jericho.''
He was shocked, and couldn't breathe for a few seconds. I fell to my knees and slapped him. I told him ''You see, my friend, I'll take your place as prince, and become the man I was always meant to be.''
At that the prince struggled to laugh, holding my arms; ''I was never the prince! I did just like you, Dieudonné my friend. I took the jewels and the clothes and the knowledge of the last prince, and I made myself prince.''
I got up, and stared him down. He added ''And the prince before that! All pretending, all greedy, all imposters!''
He struggled to get up, fell to his knees, and whispered to me, holding my legs ''I have only ever showed you kindness, generosity, friendship... And you would kill me, and take my place?''
I saw, at that moment, the prince had the face of despair. I pushed him down on the ground, and I couldn't help but cry as I removed his clothes, his crown, and painstakingly removed his golden chains, the true symbol of his majesty.
All the while the prince was laying there on the ground, staring at the ceiling. He tells me, his voice raspy and his breathing short; ''So you'll get my haircut, get some new piercings, wear my clothes and my jewels... So you'll be the new prince of Jericho... Will that satisfy you?''
I froze. I looked down to him. he added, pleading;
''Will you at least spare me, your friend? I'll tell you everything you need to know, the name of the servants, how you should act, secrets, all of it. Just give me the antidote, and give Daysha and Lemarcus the antidote. And go, I'll forget about you, Dieudonné, the man I thought was my friend.''
He told me everything, and I lied to him once more, about how the antidote will save his life. I made him drink some of my tea, and he smiled. I asked him his name, and he told me, crying.
But I forgot.
As I walked out, the parrot rushed in, yelling ''Murderer! Murderer! Thief!'' Once more.
The next day, I was walking down the main road, on my way to the palace of Jericho. On my face, the gold chains, on my head, the crown. And adorning me, clothes beffiting of a prince. And on everyone's faces, admiration, love, respect.
I held my head high, and smiled broadly, for at last I was a prince, with the face of a prince. What bliss.
I entered the palace, and made haste to my chamber, where a few days ago I drank tea and laughed with the previous prince. I jumped on the bed, took a nap. Never slept better in my whole life. I awoke and filled my pockets with gold coins, emeralds and ivory. I demanded a servant to make me some orange tea, but I didn't drink it, I wasted it.
I pushed open the bathroom door, avoiding the mirror once more. And there, the bathtub of a prince, with lotions and soaps and warm water on tap. I poured myself a bath, filled with all the luxury products I could find. I reached for my pocket and took out the orange incense Daysha had given me, before dying of my hand.
I placed it down on the counter, in front of the mirror, and lit it, its fragrance, taking me all the way back to my hometown, to little Daysha and my family.
I glimpsed at the mirror at last, looking at my perfect reflection. Never before had I seen my face so clearly, if not from the still surface of the cursed lake. In the flickering of the candles, I saw the face of a murderer. I saw the face of a thief. I saw the face of a spiteful man.
I couldn't take it anymore, I punched the mirror, reopening my wounds on my knuckles. The mirror cracked, and my reflection was mutliplied. I looked at my bloodshot eyes, at my golden chains, at my stupid haircut, and I grabbed the golden chains and screamed as I tore them with all my force. Blood gushing out, pieces of my nose, my ear and my eyebrow, at the tip of the golden chains. I threw away the crown and tore down my clothes, drops of red staining the royal floor, as I ran away toward the exit, toward the roads of Jericho.
Outside, I walked around, aimlessly, my mind, numb. I was just so tired of it all. So what if I was prince at last?
There, walking toward me, peeling away his orange, the tall man in the white hat, the blind man, the man with the wise face. He puts a hand on my shoulder, and says, as if to himself :
''Ah! There is the man with the cursed face. Welcome to Jericho!''
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